“Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean,
Tears from the depths of some divine despair
Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes,
In looking on the happy autumn fields,
And thinking of the days that are no more.”
--Alfred Tennyson
Kim Hardy Briggs
1951 - 2015
Jonathan Lane Cook
1955 - 2016
Today
the PCRs rode the Salt Lake Marathon Bike Ride in memory of our brothers Kim
Briggs and Jon Cook. We have many fond memories of raising our
families together with them.
We
got started a little late because it has been so long since Sexy Legs has
ridden with the PRCs that he forgot he needed to be on time! His
performance, however, showed he has not forgotten how to ride. Scott
Jensen aka Mr. GQ showed up stylin’ with his bright orange helmet and fancy
bike. His performance was worthy of his high-class
gear. John Stringham, the mystery man, showed up, but only for a
while! He was soon lost in the sea of cyclists never to be seen
again. He claims he finished, but there are no
witnesses. John, if it ain’t on Strava it did not
happen. You better learn that if you are going to ride with
us. Baby Face James, who rides with us once a year in the marathon
bike ride showed up as well. To look at him you would think he was
15 years of age, but he claims he has a child who is 19. Hmm, wonder
how that happened? See you next year James. Craig the
“Younger Hale” showed up, kinda. After a couple of miles his tire
went flat. He taught his older brother the Pirate’s Code “You fall
behind; you get left behind”. And though Younger Hale is 10 years
younger than his brother Prez, Younger Hale never caught up to his geriatric
brother. Mr. T joined the crew for the ride this
year. His energy is boundless.
At
the conclusion of the ride the group gathered at Les Madeleines located by the
old downtown Salt Lake library where world famous chef Romina Rasmussen purveys
her Kouign amann, a crusty cake. Here is where Big Man and Mr. T
really came to life. When the PCRs arrived the store was not
opened, but if you know Big Man you know that he will not take no
for an answer. He talked his way into the pastry shop, and Mr. Money
Bags T gave the clerk a hefty tip for letting the group warm themselves inside
early. Big Man bought a round of Kouign amann for this band of
brothers. The scent of the pastries soon wafted into the downtown
streets of Salt Lake, beckoning dozens of patrons to the shop. The PCRs consumed their treats and soon found themselves in a sugar induced
coma,. In that state of mind, Big Man and Mr. T persuaded the PCRs and
the rest of the restaurant patrons to sing, you got, “Oh What a Beautiful
Morning” and it was.
"Now pay attention, there are a lot of riders and it's early"
I
If I get a flat, just leave me behind.... REALLY?
I'M BACK!
Anyone seen Stringham?
Ready, Get Set, EAT!
During this ride we all spent a few minutes “thinking of the days that are no more”, when we were with Kim and Jon. We look forward to when we will all sing together “Oh What a Beautiful Morning” as we roll along smooth roads, tail winds at our backs, gazing upon the beautiful vistas of God’s creation. Vicki and Liz, we love you and are thinking of you.
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